"No matter how beautiful it is, it belongs to this girl. Just take care of your own hands and don't waste them."
Du Muhan didn't look at his hands at all, his eyes seemed to be stuck under the faucet. On those white hands covered with dewdrops, he felt that every finger was so perfect, so round and shiny.
At this moment, they became the top works of art in Du Muhan's eyes.
Su Qiao felt a little creepy, so he quickly took out a disinfectant wipe to wipe away the water, then stuffed it into his suit pocket, and stared at him very warily. "Why, you don't have the weird habit of collecting hands, do you?"
This guy is recognized by the Bureau as having an eccentric personality. I heard he doesn't like talking to living people and only likes to talk to dead people.
"I'm warning you, don't try to meddle with me. I didn't really follow you just now. If I really did, I would be able to fuck you down in a matter of minutes, but you would still be unable to get up."
Du Muhan The scene where she pressed her knees against the wall with her belly and couldn't move flashed through her mind, and suddenly her ears turned a little red.
I didn't realize it before, but now that I think about it, that look is really a bit... awkward.
"Ahem, I just like beautiful hands."
"Especially this kind of hand that can depict a bloody thing so beautifully, as if it were painting an intoxicating art painting."
It's okay that he didn't explain. Once he did, Su Qiao was thinking about retreating.
After thinking about it, she decided to leave first.
The two of them are not familiar with each other yet, who knows if this guy will really be a pervert?
"Don't want to eat?"
Du Muhan Seeing that she was leaving, he quickly pointed to the rest area behind the screen. Someone had already served food on the table.
"No, I'll go back and eat by myself." She didn't abuse herself, so why did she come to the anatomy room to eat?
Su Qiao took advantage of him not paying attention, pushed open the screen, and prepared to walk out, but she used too much force and the screen suddenly fell towards her.
Du Muhan, with quick eyes and quick hands, held onto the screen, quickly put his back against the screen, and protected her in his arms with one hand.
After holding up the screen, Su Qiao looked puzzled. "Why is this thing so unstable?"
She didn't seem to be using much force.
She probably forgot that after using Reinforcement Agent, her physical fitness was three to five times stronger than that of ordinary people, and her strength was of course much greater.
Du Muhan didn't care about the screen at all, so he grabbed Su Qiao's hand and looked at it carefully.
Su Qiao twitched her mouth, could this guy really be interested in her hand?
She quickly pulled back. "What are you doing?"
"You almost hurt your hand." Du Muhan's face was not very good, and he was obviously a little unhappy.
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him. "It's my hand that's injured, not yours. Why are you so nervous?"
"And I don't hold a scalpel, so a small injury won't bother me at all."
"No." Du Muhan's attitude was very firm.
"I don't allow anyone to hurt them, even yourself."
Su Qiao is stunned, okay?
Is there something wrong with your brain?
Not allowed yet.
"You don't really think this is your hand, do you?"
Du Muhan's eyes lit up. "Can I have them?"
"From now on, I will help you protect them."
Du Muhan promises very seriously.
Su Qiao was speechless.
Who was she talking to?
Even talking to aliens doesn't seem that difficult, right?
It's not on the same channel at all.
Before entering the dissecting room, Su Qiao never expected that they would be discussing and stalemate here for a long time because of his own hands.
However, even though it was a bit weird, it did happen.